"You Don't Know..."

"You Don't Know..."

A Poem by Chris

There are two flows here inseparably linked.


"You Don't Know..."

 

You just don't know -

 

How things bite ~

What things bite,

on any given day

at any given time

 

...and the dry eyes

damp mind

tight chest

as you stand, sit -

watch

...time scrolling.

 

How dark it is

after sunrise.
I made coffee - fresh,

pulled out some hazlenut creamer

- just wanted different today.

 

"These aren't regrets surfacing,"

--you do what you have to

when you must,

make choices - have decisions

and survive to live with them

- if you can

...or just live with them

- if you can't.

 

You have hurts, joys...

- moments God envies

and others the devil is still laughing over -

and which are which? - who's to say?

 

But there IS irony in living

that you don't see or appreciate -

until you do.

 

Do you think of others

as you are? were?

See them with your eyes?
Expect them to be you's?

- and you don't even understand ...yourself.

 

Breathes...

 

Chris


 


© 2012 Chris



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This reminds me of living in the now, we take what comes, live it down, to face yet another day. Some are good some bad, and who is to say which is which when we don't even know ourselves. Pass the hazlenut creamer, I think I might like a change of pace as well...(I really like how you stuck that in there...) I think I will just sit back and watch the show I don't want to figure it out anymore. Just taking a breath, breathing...suddenly it all makes sense (not really...) ;)

Love this...

Posted 4 Years Ago


I like the verse about God and the Devil. Located perfectly above irony.

Posted 5 Years Ago


@paige..
"...and the dry eyes
damp mind
tight chest
These words are a great expression of the internal crying some of us do"


Posted 5 Years Ago


Guess we just don't know from one day to the next...

Posted 5 Years Ago


Chris

5 Years Ago

no one ever does - though we try so hard to...know.
There is irony in living; the hardest part is the seeing. Thought provoking. Good read. pat

Posted 5 Years Ago


Chris

5 Years Ago

Glad you're here.
Patricia B. Hepler

5 Years Ago

Now I feel at home.
kinda random, but with a definative flow, and finalization. i did enjoy this piece.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Chris

5 Years Ago

I'm glad you paused...hope you return. Random - is an interesting thought.
Invisible

5 Years Ago

true dat.
Unanswered questions...sometimes they're troubling...other times...there's google ^_^ just kidding! it was such a thought provoking piece, I couldn't help myself from lightening it's regretful mood with humor and at the same time lightening my own mind. A very good piece.

Posted 5 Years Ago


The meaning of life... why certain things happen to us... the universe is full of mysteries, that is what keeps it interesting.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Chris

5 Years Ago

I appreciate your pausing... hope to see you again. I agree about the mysteries...
...and the dry eyes
damp mind
tight chest
These words are a great expression of the internal crying some of us do

This helps me to see the irony of my own life...decisions/regrets...living/surviving.

And understanding self...isn't that what writing is about? Understanding ourselves, understanding others, growing together in love and acceptance instead of hate and jealous, anger and rejection.

As always a pleasure to read your thoughts.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Chris

5 Years Ago

and a pleasure hearing your thought too, Paige.
I loved it.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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